Chapter 25: Scarlett

Scarlett LEANED AGAINST the back wall of the barn and watched the bride spin around the dance floor. Benji's parody song of the B52's Love Shack played through the speakers.

The day was almost over.

She couldn't believe how many times they'd had a near disaster, starting with the surprise flower arch the bride had thrown at her first thing in the morning. Scarlett had realized too late this bride's methods, how she'd manipulated Scarlett into going above, beyond and farther than was reasonable.

Her phone vibrated, and she snatched it out of her pocket. After two outfit changes due to mishaps she'd given up and put on jeans, not caring if she showed up in the background looking casual.

She stared down at the text, her second of the day: Bad day. Hope yours was better. Want to do dinner?

Cole included a picture of a wine bottle and a six pack of beer.

Right now that was her kind of dinner.